However, when I gag, my men know it’s not Runo. If we don’t enact this plan immediately, the fun will be over. I place my fork down and look up, quietly dabbing at the corner of my mouth with a napkin. “We had a plan. Whoever can guess who I am gets one wish.”
Our men are suddenly alert, each of them looking at each other before Aeron guesses. “Dark.”
I grimace, realizing the error in my ways. He always could tell us apart. And he’s only gotten better over the years. “Um…”
Runo: You suck at this game.
Killian: You just didn’t teach him well.
Runo: Shut the fuck up.
Aeron snorts. “I get one wish, right?” I brace myself for something awful or him asking me to cook dinner but what comes out of his mouth is not what we expected. “I want to watchRuno fuck Slash. No cheating, no switching alters. Dark, I love you but I want to watch the two of them duke it out.”
I pale and sit back in my chair, wondering if one of us is going to end up dead. Slash and Runo fuck all the time. It actually worries the rest of our men and the alters—except for Runo because of how bloody it gets. But having Runo fuck Slash? Someone is going to die.
The only person who fucks Slash is Samael.
I expect for there to be a fight but I’m suddenly yanked into the background as Runo takes hold of the driver’s seat and grins. “Fuck, do I get to use knives because it’s time for someone else to get stitched up this time?”
Dark: Someone is going to die.
Killian: Probably.
Dark: Why are you not more worried?
Finn & Daemon: Because it will be glorious
Killian: Have Aeron videotape it.
Aeron’s brows go up and Samael shakes his head. “Absolutely not. This is a terrible idea. Vetoed. Aeron, pick something else.”
Runo is already crawling over the table like a goddamn animal, our eyes locked on our prey. Slash is just staring, a bit of intrigue in those pretty eyes. He doesn’t move as Runo drags Slash into a possessive kiss before pulling back. “I guess it’s my turn to dish out a little pain. I promise I won’t kill you.”
Slash grins. “It would be a glorious death, Runo. Should we give our men a little show?”
I swallow carefully as Runo’s grin widens. He slides off the table as Slash stands and shoves his pants down his thighs, his cock already leaking. I can’t help but salivate, Runo following suit as we stare at the delicious length.
Aeron groans. “Not in front of my fucking salad.”
“We all know you would never eat a fucking salad,” Runo purrs as he starts to maneuver Slash to bend over the table. “Besides,you like this kind of thing at dinner.” That, I can agree with. Aeron loves to watch. Maybe crave is a better word.
I’ve watched him come untouched when Samael was fucking me while I tried to eat a few weeks ago.
“Now,” I start as I move to stand behind Slash. “Are we using blood or lube?” Slash doesn’t answer Runo. He just hands Runo his favorite little knife with a grin on his face.
Killian: Ah, kinky. Just don’t kill him. I like Slash.
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Runo responds back to him.
Excerpt Three: Ten Years After the End of Alter
AERON
Runo keeps staring out the window after getting a cryptic text that means absolutely nothing to us. Ten beautiful years with our fourth has given us a lot to reflect on, even more so the moments when he just wants us to hold him as he gets locked in his head. However, more recently, he’s been repeating our words. I’ll say a word or two and he says the same.
I don’t understand.
None of us do.
